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Alfred Austin - " When in the long--drawn avenues of Thought"
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When in the long—drawn avenues of Thought
 I halt, and look before me and behind,
 And seek what erst I all too little sought,
 Some spot secure of rest, I do not find.
 Retrace my steps I dare not, lest each nook
 I late rejected should reject me now,
 And sweetest arbours, restlessly forsook,
 No more be prone their leafage to allow.
 So to the untrod distance do I strain,
 Which seemeth ever further to extend;
 Desiring oft, in irritable pain,
 Premature sleep would bring that settled End,
 When I shall know it all, or else forget
 This far too little which for more doth fret.
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